is there anything in the upper room? {PHINNY <3

[Akai Dony'el Bradly]

lemme hear you say!

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Akai shook her head at the security guard. "NO. YOU don't seem to understand, guard guy." she started to lecture. One thing she was mature about, among other things, was the fact that she could lecture like a mother with four children. She, by far, had no children of her own but by the way she was able to lecture anybody of any age and sometimes make them feel more guilty then necessary for things made it appear as if she had either been raised with many siblings with her being the oldest or she had children of her own. Both were false, she had just learned her way of doing so out of pure instinct she supposed. But right now, none of that mattered. All that mattered right now, was getting past baldy and getting into that dressing room before the show ended so that she could snag something of Phinny's and leave unnoticed but sadly the big fat and bald thing in front of the door was blocking her ability to get into said dressing room. She tip toed, trying to look over him but the man was at least five foot seven which made her four foot eleven frame extremely useless in attempt to look over that large mass in front of her. She narrowed her eyes at him and stomped her foot. "Do you know who's dressing room that is badly?"
The man nodded, but she shook her head at him. "I don't think you do. See, that's my future husband's dressing room. So. Naturally," the man shook his head at her attempt to somehow persuade him to let her in and then suddenly that small frame's hand reached up, grabbed him by the collar and brought him down to her level; and she started to speak. Her eyes narrowed and her brows furrowed while her lips decided to pooch out just slightly at him in an attempt to be sad. IT worked, she looked like an upset puppy or a cat that got left outside in the rain/snow all winter. "I should be let into the room right? Because he's my, you know, future husband?"
The guard just rolled his eyes at her but she glared at him as he leaned up and her fingers, being so small and fragile / cold because of the weather, let go and she made an even bigger, more real, pouty face at him. "Sorry, but nobody goes back." he told her as he crossed his arms. She narrowed her eyes. "WHAT PART OF HIS FUTURE WIFE DON'T YOU GET??" she asked with a highly angry tone. All the tall bald man did was shake his head. "I've heard that one before." he said as he sighed heavily. "But how many were telling the truth? ME." she asked her question with an adorable face fit for a porcelain doll and then it changed to a face fit for a devil as she told him who Phineas' true wife was and her thumb raised up to her chest to emphasize her point she was trying to get across to the large, and to her, very dumb bald security guard.

Suddenly, a voice came over his radio. "Frank, we need you at Sector A. Kids got a mosh going that's getting a bit out of control. ASAP man." Akai grinned and the security guard narrowed his eyes at her. "I've got a situation here myself--" he tried to reply but the other line became loud, and noisy due to the kids. "Yoou," Akai sang as she decided to spin herself to the side so that her shoulder was facing him and she was facing towards the wall so that she was out of his way. She sang that part of her bidding, then finished. "Should get going baldy." she grinned, tilted her head to the side innocently and then narrowed her eyes at him. "You wouldn't want those kids to get killed now, would you?"
All he did was narrow his eyes at her. "Don't enter that room." he said bending down in her face and she narrowed her eyes at him. "Fat chance baldy." she told him as he walked past her.

Now, her being Akai, she waited until everybody was out of sight -which was about a whole two minutes- and then ran over yanking on the locked door. "OH DANG CRAPIT." she whispered loudly as she glared at the door. "Why is the universe against me? I'm just trying to see my future husband, is that so against the laws of nature??" she asked absolutely nobody as she yanked at the door. Then, sudden memories of all those nights of her getting home to late, for her older brother to let her into the house and her having to take the back door started to flood through her mind. She grabbed a card out of her pocket and proceeded to slide it between the door and the door frame. Up and down, side to side, until the end of the card caught the part of the door it needed and the door didn't unlock but it did happen to open. She grinned, stopped moving, and started to do a slight victory dance that looked like a pony prancing in place. She stopped, grabbed the door before it shut on her and darted into the room.

She shut the door behind her and then leaned against it sighing heavily. "Gosh that took way longer then I thought it wou--" She stopped talking when her eyes glanced over the room and she saw his clothes closet. Suddenly, she realized she was in heaven. No, it was better then heaven, it was, "PHINNY'S DRESSING ROOM!!" she ran to the center of it, looked in the mirror, and proceeded her fangirl screams to herself in a not so hushed whisper. EEP!ing and the like. She rose her hands from her side to a bit of a bent position so that her fists where up next to her face, her eyes closed tight, her lips playing a grin as she started to dance around in a circle of joy. She stopped dancing, eyes wide and all movement stopped when she suddenly heard them start their finishing act. "NO." she whispered and narrowed her eyes at the wall. "Don't finish! I don't have any of your stuff yet!" she complained in a whisper as she ran over to his clothes closet, tripped on a pair of his shoes and fell head first into his clothes. She sat up, pulled a shirt off her head, fixed her hair while making a pouty face, noticed what shirt she had fallen on and fell backwards. "He smells just like I thought he would..." She trailed off, put the shirt to her face, inhaled, held it in and then exhaled heavily. "AMAZING!... and like Axe." She smiled. "Which is fine with me."

Then, after most freaking out was done, she decided it a good idea to fling her body back onto all the clothes in his clothes closet but what she failed to realize was that there was a wall there. Her head collided with the wall, and it was such a harsh impact that she grabbed her head, put her knees in the air which drug her feet across the floor and since her foot was leaning on the door it ended up pulling the door shut almost all the way. She grunted a bit and sat up glaring at the door with watery eyes. "Stupid door hurts..." She mumbled and then shushed herself by flinging her hands onto her mouth when she heard movement outside the door, but no music playing anymore. Her automatic reaction? Her eyes grew wide and she started to panic inwardly. 'OH SHOOT.'

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[Phineas Andrew Lee]

I AM ALL YOU'VE EVER WANTED
what all the other boys all promised
SORRY I TOLD. I JUST NEEDED YOU TO KNOW.

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Being on stage was a phenomenal feeling. There was something about the combination of the loud music that pounded in your chest and the cheers of thousands upon thousands of fans in the crowd that was absolutely intoxicating. Don’t believe me? Try it sometime. And then you would understand why Phineas Andrew Lee loved his job as much as he did. For a kid that was raised in a home where he was always playing second best to his brother, the feeling he got on stage of actually being loved and desired and just wanted around was absolute perfection. It actually gave him a feeling of legitimate happiness, instead of that faux feeling of blissful ignorance he carried around with him. Phin was even willing to accept the mosh pits, the arguments between Astoria and Mel and the ruthless critics. Because his intelligence may border the line of mentally challenged, but if Phin knew one thing and one thing alone it was that nothing would even give him the same thrill that being a drummer gave him. It was like Phin had been made for the sole purpose of being a drummer. Not that he considered himself a superior drummer or anything, he personally found himself kind of average but he just wouldn’t fit in at any other job. With his platinum blonde hair, big cheesy grin and bright clothing Phin just wouldn’t fit in if he had chosen a career in anywhere but music and that was just obvious.

And at that particular moment in time, Phin was taking full advantage of this feeling of want that was being thrown at him from every direction. He was just basking in it and loving every minute. As his arms flailed around violently and the drummer hit the various cylindrical shaped objects and the cymbals in front of him, something truly amazing was flowing forth from him. You would have to honestly out of your mind not to realize that this kid was just made to be a drummer. The movements just came so naturally to him, and they always had for some reason. His lips mouthed the words to the song so he could keep up and figure out where they were and his blonde hair flew wildly around his noggin. He looked like a wild man, and well he kind of was. After all, you couldn’t just get any old average guy to come off the street and play drums for your band. You needed somebody with a bit of a wild streak. Watch any drummer and you’ll understand. Take away those drums and you’d just look like you were insane. And drummers just had to run the risk that somebody was going to come up during the show and just take away their drums and they weren’t going to notice and it was just going to leave them looking psychotic. Fortunately that didn’t happen often though, and it had never happened to Phineas. Containment had lucked out in the aspect of having a drummer with a wild streak, because Phin’s whole life was just one big wild streak. That was just the kind of person he was.

The band geared up for the last song and by the point Phineas was exhausted. It was a happy exhausted, but an exhausted none the less. Despite the bite of the cold weather, Phin’s thin form was giving off an intense heat. His shirt was drenched in sweat and his hair was soaked as well and it was practically sticking to his forehead. And before the first few notes of the song played he stood and removed the piece of clothing from his body before he started to melt. He received quite a few whistles and cat calls from the people in the audience, and some awkward stares were thrown his way as well. After making an obnoxious comment about making sure to call every single one of them later, he tossed his shirt off-stage and returned to his sitting position. He grabbed up his drumsticks gave his signature thumbs up position to let everybody know he was ready to start. He heard a few laughs and a few of his band mates rolled their eyes, and the song began.

Once they finished up on stage, Phin practically ran to Containment’s room. The heated feeling he got from playing drums wasn’t going to last much longer. And although the temperatures weren’t freezing and below or anything like that, Phin would prefer not to be stuck in this particular temperature shirtless. Maybe that was just him though. He paused a few times for signatures and pictures with some fans because who was he to deny them their Phineas time? And by the time he got back to his dressing room he was practically shivering. Phineas made a mental note to himself to never do something like that again. He rubbed his arms up and down with the palms of his hand in an attempt to create some friction and warm them up. It was a bit of a failure but it would have to do for a short time while he tore his dressing room apart in search of a sweatshirt. In the mean time, he just thought he’d sing himself a little tune to help quicken the process. “Do do do. I’m slightly naked. Do do do. Gonna find a sweatshirt. Do do do. Gonna make love to it. Do do do. Yes I can do that. Do do do. Cause I’m Phineas and possibly a wizard. Do do do.”

[/color] Yeah, Phin was an awkward kid. But you just had to love him. It was like a rule or something.

As Phin hummed and sang away he pulled up a couple of different shirts and dug through the different obnoxiously large piles of laundry in the band’s dressing room. Phin had made this dressing room like his room at home. There were just clothes everywhere. After a couple of minutes Phin started to get annoyed. All he wanted was a big comfy sweatshirt and of course he couldn’t find it. He had way too many clothes. Why he had so many clothes, he wasn’t quite sure. Just another quirk of being Phineas. Phin let out a noise of annoyance before removing himself from the middle of the room and moving to the closet. He pulled open the door and started to rummage through the few pieces of clothing that were actually hanging, not noticing the form underneath the clothes. When Phin didn’t find what he was looking for there, he dropped to his knees to search for the sweatshirt there. But what he was expecting knocked him back onto his butt. There was a person in his closet!? “HOLY SHIT SAUCE. DUDE.”[/color] Phin scrambled a few feet back before freezing. Okay there was a girl in his closet which was relatively unusual, but he had probably experienced weirder things. But he wanted to figure out what exactly was going on. And what better way, than to bombard her with stupid questions?! “You scared the crap out of me! Why are you hiding in my closet? Are you imaginary?! ARE YOU A GHOST?! I bet you’re a ghost! WERE YOU BRUTALLY MURDERED HERE?! Am I a medium?! Wait if you’re a ghost HAVE YOU WATCHED ME GET NAKED?! If so, did you enjoy it and should I do it again?”[/color] Phin stopped his line of questioning a moment later and grinned widely at the small girl. He extended a hand and tilted his head a bit. “Oh sorry, I’m Phineas.”[/COLOR][/blockquote][/center]

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[Akai Dony'el Bradly]

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When he opened the door everything had decided to stop moving or responding to her. She didn't want it to, everything was screaming to burst forth from the closet and probably take him, 'as her own' if she so wanted to. She had a bit of upper body strength, but nothing that could top him due to her small frame. For a four foot eleven girl she was pretty tough but Lord knows the child couldn't take on a buff drummer that more then likely worked out all the time. Even if he didn't, he still had bigger guns then she did. An arm wrestling match was needed now, between her and her future husband, and that was for sure. She gripped her mouth tighter, trying not to say anything as she heard him looking around for a sweat shirt and throwing things about the room. She looked to her side finding a sweat shirt... but wait, how on earth did she knew he needed one? She didn't. Somehow, she just knew he wanted one. She held up the sweat shirt and looked at it, sniffed it, and then didn't remove it from her grasp. No, that was the end of it. He was never getting it back. 'He must have sweated in it or something, because it smells of nothing but fabulous...' she thought as she inhaled deeply and then her eyes widened as she heard him sing.

She narrowed her eyes, then squinted them shut. He was a much better drummer then he waws a singer, by far. If he ever actually sang on stage people might actually but him down-- though she NEVER would! No, she was to obsessed with him. She'd alter her memory of him singing so that he sounded like freakin' Jesse McCartney if she needed too. He was so perfect, and nothing about him was ever wrong or horrible or needed changing. No, he was far to amazing. She looked at the sweat shirt in her hands and then decided upon it. She was going to put it on. Surely he wouldn't mind his future wife putting on a sweat shirt, no. Heavens no, of course not. If he did, she'd change his mind sooner or later. She brought the hoodie to her head sliding her head through the top hole of the dark gray material and then her arms through the sleeves. She had to pull the sleeves up in order to get her hands into eyesight instead of the shape of her hands under the dark gray cloth. She looked at the door with her hands against her face with a grin as she wiggled her toes under her black flats like a child. She was wearing a pair of EXTREMELY short black jean shorts that she really shouldn't have been wearing for such weather with a tight gray graphic-t of their band that had Phineas' head on it somewhere but now all you could see was the jacket and he flats, the jacket was so big. She adored it, and she hoped that he would. She figured that he was, since it was his, and now it had what appeared to be a half naked girl in it. To boot, she looked seventeen in the face so she was pretty much just totally scoring tonight in her mind.

She heard him moving closer and her heart started to race, along with a million different thoughts. Thoughts along the lines of; 'OH MY GOSH. Phineas is actually coming into the room!!' She squinted her eyes and then narrowed her brows so that they were closer to her eyes, as if in thought and that thought was anger. 'What if it isn't Phineas? What if it's one of the other members coming into Phineas' room??' Her eyes widened as her thoughts ran wild. 'OR WORSE.... another... FAN??' She thought, sat there for a few moments and then shook her head violently, her hair cascading about the jacket and her face as she finally stopped shaking the thought from her head, literally. 'No. Phinny wouldn't ever let any fan in his dressing room besides me.' she decided to convince herself and then the thought of her being in his dressing room pleased her. She did her excited habit, wiggling her toes under her flats and then 'squeed' slightly but then widened her eyes and held her mouth, the sleeves of the jacket flying across her face and ten falling limply as she did so. 'Oh my gosh shut up Akai he'll--'

She didn't have time to finish her thought as he opened the door. She remained silent, still, and hopefully, unnoticed? No, life was unfair and life was against her... or was it? His freak out was more then enough to please her for eternity and she might have lived with that, fainted, and woken up in the hospital with her brother yelling at her if it wasn't for the amount of questions he shout at her. He had about as many questions to her in five seconds that she had thoughts just a few moments ago. She watched him fall backwards, watched him freak out, then watched him hold out his hand to her. She couldn't hold it any longer. The whole time he had been yelling and talking her eyes kept getting wider and wider with each word and were now possibly to large to be human. "EEEEP!!!" she yelled with glee as she flew towards him, wrapped her arms around him and proceeded to tackle him to the ground regardless of how much it'd hurt him. What was she kidding? She weighed about as much as a feather.

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notes:: OH MY GOSH. xD i love how random he is. xD then he's all, 'hi, i'm phinn' x33 <3
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[Phineas Andrew Lee]

I AM ALL YOU'VE EVER WANTED
what all the other boys all promised
SORRY I TOLD. I JUST NEEDED YOU TO KNOW.

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Now Phin didn’t actually believe that the girl was a ghost; that was just the first thing that had come to his mind when he started his rapid fire questions. Well maybe it could have been possible, but in Phin’s mind anything was possible. So it was best to strike out any thought of her possibly being a ghost. As he sat there and watched her eyes get wider and wider Phin’s mind turned more towards the fact that she was probably a lost roadie or groupie of some sort and he was probably scaring her with all those questions. But by that point it was too late for Phin to go back, so he just continued his questioning. And if she did turn out to just be a lost roadie or something, Phin would have been more than happy to point her in the right direction. During the few seconds of silence between Phin and this random girl in his closet, he just knelt there and shot a dazzling grin full of big white teeth in her direction. Because that was just what he always did in any kind of situation. His smile was like some kind of defensive weapon. Like somehow good dental hygiene managed to fight off more than just plaque and cavities, and now it could fight off angry people as well. Especially when it came to infuriated exs. Sure, it didn’t change the fact that Phin was in trouble but it did prevent him from getting hit or getting random objects thrown in his general direction.

Phin’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when the girl lunged toward him and pulled him into a hug. He let out a small noise of surprise, but barely moved when she hit him. She was unusually light. Then again, Phin could tell that she wasn’t a big girl height wise either. And it was just adorable! A moment after the initial shock of the hug hit him, the blonde kid wrapped his arms around the little girl and hugged her back. Now, Phin may have not known who she was or why she was hiding in his closet, but who was he to resist a good hug? “Oh! Why hello there!” Phin clutched the tiny unknown girl to his chest tightly for a couple of seconds before letting out a few chuckles. His grip loosened and he pulled away just a slight bit, and started speaking what was on his mind yet again. “Well you gave me a pretty good hug, so I guess that means you’re not a ghost. And that’s always nice cause I’d prefer not to be haunted, but I guess that would pretty much be an automatic preference considering ghosts aren’t usually nice.” Phin paused for a few seconds and let his mind ponder the subject before returning to the situation at hand. “So are you lost? Or do you know exactly where you are?! ARE YOU A SPY!? IS THE GOVERNMENT PLOTTING AGAINST ME?! …DAMNIT! I just knew they were after me…”

During his whole speech, Phin’s hands didn’t move or even budge from around the little girl and his eyes stayed fixated on her face as he took in as much detail as he could. She was a cute girl, and Phin decided that if she did turn out to be a spy that he’d have to make sure to woo her with his ‘charms’ and just make her fall completely in love with him. Because Phin was totally charming…yeah of course. Well he had to have some kind of charm to get as much ‘action’ as he did, but he wasn’t exactly that ‘secret special agent’ kind of charming. But that wouldn’t have been much fun anyway, so he was perfectly okay with that. After a few seconds Phin’s eyes dropped from her face down to the rest of her body. As charming as Phineas may have been, he was definitely male. And at that, he was definitely a perverted male. Probably one of the more perverted ones out there. Once again, something that just came with being Phineas. What kind of rock star would he be if he didn’t try to fuck everything that moved? Not a very good one, I’ll tell you that much.

As Phin checked out the girl in front of him as innocently as he possibly could, he noticed that the sweatshirt she was wearing looked kind of familiar. “Hey! I have a sweatshirt that looks just like that! ….oh wait! That’s my sweatshirt!” One probably would have expected Phin to do anything other than what he did. One probably would have expected him to get mad and order it off of her, or just get freaked out, but he didn’t. Instead he just grinned widely at her and rubbed her arms like he had done with his own earlier. “Well you must have been cold! I hope you’re warm now! Sorry if it smells a bit…suspicious. You wouldn’t believe the kind of stuff that people are selling now a days. It’s high grade stuff.” As Phin continued to speak his grip around the girl loosened and he rose so he was standing. He offered a hand to her to help her up, and once she was set he went hunting for a long-sleeved shirt of some sort, or just any kind of shirt really. Somehow during the whole fiasco with finding a tiny girl in his closet and such Phin had forgotten how chilly he actually was. Phin had a tendency to forget stuff like that. He had actually forgotten to eat on more than on more than one occasion. It didn’t get severe or anything, but people were just shocked when he actually told them that because normally he was like the human garbage disposal. After a few seconds of searching around in his closet, he pulled out a long sleeved black t shirt and pulled it over his head, with a grin still plastered on his face. “There! Now we’re both warm!”

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[Akai Dony'el Bradly]

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Nothing seemed to hit her more then him hugging back. She knew he might have if she ever did, but the actual action of him doing so was more then she could have ever imagined. Something was hitting her, like a ton of bricks, but she couldn't really it it on the dot. She adored the way he smelled, the way he looked and gosh darn it that chuckle that he let escape as she hugged him. She squealed like the rabid fangirl that she was yet again as he rubbed her arms. Phineas Andrew Lee was actually rubbing HER arms! What was she to do with herself? So, to comply such a thought, she squealed yet again. Really it was more of a whispered yell due to the excitement mixed with dreams actually coming true. However long they had been a band, however long he had become a drummer, she had been a fan. Even without him being visible, when she was little she had it in her head that she would marry an averagely tall, averagely thin if not very thin, medium lengthed naturally -or not- plantinum blonded headed, wide grinned man of complete and utter strangeness. She was always toled by her brother growing up that she was going to have a 'strange' not a 'husband' or a 'boyfriend' she was always going to have a 'strange' because only something very strange would be able to understand the child. Now, at fourteen, she swore she had found him-- No, she knew she had found the right one. She knew since she had first heard the drum beats that he was the one for her. She hadn't even seen him yet, but then at the sight of him she had decided then on out that he was the one for her most definitely and she'd have him. Past girlfriends or not, she'd have him and she'd outdo those girls if it took her dieing to do so. Well, it wouldn't do her much good if she killed herself, then she couldn't marry him, but she'd find a way to escape death at that point, he was just that important to her.

Her hug was pretty good? From the eyes of Phineas Andrew Lee? GOOD LORD SHE MUST HAVE BEEN A GODDESS TO HIM. No, she knew that wasn't true, but gosh darn it it had crossed her mind more then once. She hoped he'd see her that way, adorable, valuable and screwable. That was the one she wanted the most... was screwable. In her mind, her being a virgin still and even if she was fourteen that was a pretty big deal, she was only going to have sex with the man she was going to marry and she was going to tell him that. If they screwed her, she was going to marry them and be wedded to them like back in the biblical days. Most would curse the church for giving her such ideas, but it was the truth. That's what she thought, that's what she believed and that's what she'd live by. She freely laughed at his assumption of her not being a ghost and her actually being a spy for the government, but she figured that thought was thrown out the window when he just stared at her face. That in itself made her blush, but even more so suddenly that blush became redder as she watched his eyes travel her body. Dang was it a bad idea right now to have that jacket on, even if she was nice and toasty, she wanted him to see the whole package. But, she came to the realization that he was Phineas Andrew Lee and he practically had laser vision when it came to these things. Or did he? How would she know that? She didn't have the slightest clue how she came to such a conclusion of know that he could see through the thickest of jackets to see the actual lovely curves of a female but she knew he would have the ability. Shoot, he was Phineas Andrew Freakin' Lee.

His smile... Gosh it was something that she'd capture, save in her brain, and pull out in her dreams later. When he asked if it was his sweat shirt she got a guilty and pouty face. "I stole it..." she said sounding a bit more Asian then she had in all her life... well, that wasn't true. She seemed to have an Asian-ish accent shoot out of her mouth and pop out of her words whenever she was nervous or lying. A horrible habit of hers that she wished she could tame, but it didn't work most of the time and she most assuredly wasn't worrying about it right now, not in front of Phineas-- Not in front of her future husband. "It smells wonderful... like you." she told him giving him a commonly, on the computer, used face. One eye bigger then the other due to the right brow being arched and the left brow being furrowed. A face she often used, but she just couldn't help it. Such a thing to be said was so awkward and it deserved a strange face to back it up. She willingly allowed him to help her to stand. When she stood she wiped her legs and the bottom of the sweat shirt -where her butt was- off so that she didn't get it to dirty the first time wearing it. It had a few stains about it, but she didn't mind that. She loved the worn look, more then she should have. Shoot, her shorts even had rips in them that she put that of which looked professionally done because she loved the worn look to much. Though, if it were up to her she'd walk around in a fuzzy animal coat that went to her ankles and nothing but her bra and a pair of boy brief underwear out to lunch but her brother wouldn't allow it and she'd turn into an ice sickle and Phineas Andrew Lee couldn't very well marry an ice sickle now could he? Or screw one for that matter. She watched him get the shirt and her hands rose up to her face as she tried to cover the smile, it didn't help that she naturally stood pigeon toed which helped with her adorableness all together. She wiggled a bit as he spoke, smiling brightly and biting down on the end of the sleeve so that she could try and hide the fact that she wanted to lunge on him again but, it didn't work. She decided to hug him again anyway. She jogged in place slightly, though it looked more like a bounce and then she hugged his chest and closed her eyes proceeding to tell him a million things that had no real purpose but she just had to tell him. "So I came here to steal a whole bunch of stuff from you because I'm your biggest fan even though I'm really very short. But you don't mind that do you? Or do you like it better when the girl is shorter? Have you ever met anybody as small as me--" She gasped, opened her eyes and looked up at him with an overly shocked face. "Am I your first short person?!?" she asked and then hugged him again, a bit tighter but not so tight that he couldn't breathe. "So I've basically adored you since I knew what the word husband was and I want to marry you because Akai Dony'el Lee sounds really adorable and just Akai Lee makes me sound more Asian, which is fine with me because I'm half Asian and half something else which I can't seem to remember because I'm way to excited that I'm actually touching you!!" She pause for a moment, smiled, then looked up at him with a smile and her eyes open normally giving him a slightly cute and adorable face mixed with one of obsession, but not the creepy kind of obsession you have nightmares about. "Yeah, so I basically love you?" She told him and the giggled afterwords.

notes:: HAHA. i bet he's super fun to write for. x3 especially when you've got somebody as devious and adorable as akai! and i think that's why this is SO MUCH FUN. i've never had this much fun with akai before, he's just so adorable and funny! : D
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[Phineas Andrew Lee]

I AM ALL YOU'VE EVER WANTED
what all the other boys all promised
SORRY I TOLD. I JUST NEEDED YOU TO KNOW.

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Before Phin could open his mouth to say another word to the girl with him, he was taken by surprise as she lunged forward and wrapped her arms around him again. He felt himself smile and laugh a little more before wrapping his arms around her again. Okay so Phin didn’t know much about her, but he knew that she liked hugs. And that was an important thing to know about somebody, especially when you hugged people as much as Phineas did. He would hug anybody that would stay still long enough for him to. Surprisingly that was a smaller amount of people that one would think. For some reason people just didn’t take too kindly to people who just ran up to them on the street and hugged them. Especially if they didn’t know that person at all. It was kind of an unspoken goal of Phin’s to hug every single person in the world. So maybe it was kind of an impossible goal, but Phin was sure going a good job of it so far. Either way, he didn’t want to freak this girl out by hugging her at every available opportunity. Because if you knew Phin in any way shape or form, you knew that that was exactly what he was going to do if that initial boundary wasn’t set with him.

“Oh! So you’re a fan! Well that’s good to know. I’d rather not deal with ghosts or spies or anything. Cause those are just so not even cool!” Phin shook his head softly in a disapproving manner, showing how displeased he would have been if she had happened to be anybody other than whom she was. “But I’m just curious as to how you got past Frank. That guy is like straight beef.” Not that Phin was saying this girl was weak or anything, thought he wouldn’t really be able to judge. But she was kind of tiny height-wise, and Phin could tell from the way his sweatshirt hung off her form that she was had a small build too. And well, Phineas at least thought that Frank was kind of a scary dude. With the bald head and the muscles and the ‘I could kill you just by thinking about it’ thing he had going on, Phin was just glad that he was on his good side. "I mean this one time he picked me up and he only used ONE HAND. One hand! And just for the record I totally didn’t scream like a girl.” Well actually he did…but she didn’t have to know that! That would just make him less glorious and awesome. And who actually wanted to seem less glorious and awesome to a fan!? Hopefully the answer was nobody, because then they’d just be weird.

Phin almost laughed when she explained her reasoning for being in his dressing room. “Oh, you don’t have to steal anything. You can totally have that sweatshirt.” So she was his biggest fan and came to steal numerous items from his dressing room? Surprisingly enough, Phineas was totally cool with that. He loved his fans, and whatever made them happy made him happy. Well unless they were sadistic and enjoyed kicked puppies or something, because Phin didn’t enjoy kicking puppies, and he didn’t like watching other people kick puppies either. But fortunately Phin hadn’t been placed in a situation where he was forced to watch one of his fans kick a puppy, so everything was going well so far. “You can have free reign here, you may take whatever you’d like. What is mine is yours.” Phin probably wouldn’t have noticed the sweatshirts absence anyway. Sure he had been looking for it just seconds earlier, but if he hadn’t found it he would have just assumed that it was at home. And when he went home, he would have been too lazy to look for it anyway. So it would all work out excellently in the end.

As she continued her introduction, Phin’s eyes widened a bit. Clearly she was a little more into him than he had initially though. Which was saying a lot considering Phin had already judged she was super into him already when he had found her in his closet wearing his clothing. Her confession still didn’t faze him much though. She could follow him around with a camera and a ‘Mrs. Phineas Andrew Lee’ shirt on and he still would have been totally cool with it. You were into what you were into, and if you were into him that was even better. “Well Akai, my biggest fan it is a pleasure to meet you.” Phin grinned brightly at her. She was just the most adorable little thing he had ever seen! He just wanted to like take her home with him and have tea parties with her or something. Why yes, Phin was comfortable enough with his masculinity to have tea parties. He had them often and he forced his band mates to participate. He just got the biggest kick out of it.

“Oh! You love me?! Well I love you too!” Phin loved everyone and everything. Even the people that hated him. He just couldn’t help it. He was just easily able to pick through peoples flaws and see the things that were really great about them. Sometimes it got annoying though, even to Phineas. Because there were always a few people that you wanted to hate really really badly but somehow you just couldn’t bring yourself to hate. For example Stephanie. Phineas wanted to despise Stephanie. Because her attack on him had been lower than low, but he just couldn’t do it. When he had run into her on the beach he had just acted like nothing had happened. Now that was just unhealthy in so many ways. Sure it was great that he hadn’t yelled in her face or anything, but what he had done just made him look like he didn’t have a backbone at all. “Well I can’t promise that I’m going to make all that great of a husband so how about we wait before I give you a whole answer about the marriage thing?! And instead we can just be biffles TO THE EXTREMEEEEEEEEEEE.” There was nothing wrong with starting of friends in Phin’s opinion. Because well, everybody had to start somewhere. Remember ‘It’s not where you start, it’s where you finish’. And Phin was just sure that he and Akai would turn out in exactly the right place when they finished.

[/b][/color] beth bby @ CAUTION 2.0
tag: akai !
outfit: clickeh!
lyric credit: okay i believe you, but my tommy gun don't – brand new.
word count: one thousand one hundred and twenty five !
notes: why yes he is actually quite fun to write for =D just because i can pretty much write down the first thing that comes to mind cause his thoughts are always so jumbled and stuff. so i feel like this post is a little awkward and i apologize for it!?[/ul][/size]